If you reveal your secrets to the wind

If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not

blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.

Gibran Khalil Gibran

The hour of departure has arrived,

The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our ways — I to die and you to live. Which is the better, only God knows.

You’ll survive

You’ll survive. That’s the first thing they tell you after you lose someone. And you know what, they’re right. In time, we all find a way to pick up the pieces and move on. What they forget to mention, however, is survival and happiness aren’t always the same thing.

Beau Taplin , You’ll survive.

Don’t search for heaven and hell in the future

Don’t search for heaven and hell in the future. Both are now present. Whenever we manage to love without expectations, calculations, negotiations, we are indeed in heaven. Whenever we fight, hate, we are in hell.

Give freely.

Give freely.

Collect moments.

Listen carefully.

Strive for grace.

Love unconditionally.

Be honest.

Live fearlessly.

Speak humbly.

Express gratitude.

Always......

Love is the recognition of oneness in a world of duality.

Love is the recognition of oneness in a world of duality. This is the birth of God into the world of form. Love makes the world less worldly, less dense, more transparent to the divine dimension, the light of consciousness itself.

This world is like a mountain.

This world is like a mountain. Your echo depends on you. If you scream good things, the world will give it back. If you scream bad things, the world will give it back. Even if someone says badly about you, speak well about him. Change your heart to change the world.

~ Shams Tabriz

There are fears that lie dormant

There are fears that lie dormant until you are called upon by life to confront and overcome them.

What matters is trusting yourself enough to confront it, walk through it and survive.

The Nightingale By Shams al -Din Muhammad Hafez -e Shirazi

THE nightingale with drops of his heart's blood

Had nourished the red rose, then came a wind,

And catching at the boughs in envious mood,

A hundred thorns about his heart entwined.

Like to the parrot crunching sugar, good

Seemed the world to me who could not stay

The wind of Death that swept my hopes away.

Light of mine eyes and harvest of my heart,

And mine at least in changeless memory!

Ah, when he found it easy to depart,

He left the harder pilgrimage to me!

Oh Camel-driver, though the cordage start,

For God's sake help me lift my fallen load,

And Pity be my comrade of the road!

My face is seamed with dust, mine eyes are wet.

Of dust and tears the turquoise firmament

Kneadeth the bricks for joy's abode; and yet . . .

Alas, and weeping yet I make lament!

Because the moon her jealous glances set

Upon the bow-bent eyebrows of my moon,

He sought a lodging in the grave-too soon!

I had not castled, and the time is gone.

What shall I play? Upon the chequered floor

Of Night and Day, Death won the game-forlorn

And careless now, Hafiz can lose no more.

Brave Woman by Zeki Majd

She is the bravest my eyes have ever seen

A lion bows, in shiver and fear

I am on my knees for I can not believe

A woman so beautiful, among us she breathes…

I offer this world and everything within to her feet…

I say proudly that I will protect her with fists…

She smiles, then gently she says to me…

I am a woman, strong and I do not need

Protection, for I may seem fragile

But I am stronger than steel…

I do not know what words to speak…

For I desire her love, and love her miserably…

But I have only my heart to offer

And she deserves better than me…

It does not matter that I love her endlessly…

She lives in a world that the devil dreams to flee…

And yet she stands strong with a smile shinning through her lips…

With a laugh musical, poetry to my ears…

She is a brave woman…gentle and free